Jesus, it’s been long! Both since I last blogged but also since I last could be bothered with Harry Potter. Book no. 5 sucked all the excitement I’ve ever had for Rowling’s world, directly out of my heart. It was a scandal. Therefore, a serious break was required – a sort of Potter-detox. It’s healthy to miss, I’ve learned, and I truly needed to miss this universe again! And about a week ago I felt it for the first time since last summer. The desire. The need to find out what goes down the last two Hogwarts years.

The two final films, and particularly the Half-Blood Prince, are probably the ones I remember the least. I felt that this was a great gift in reading number six here, where virtually all reading was new reading. Everything except the Half-Blood Prince’s identity was a surprise, a new experience, and I think that really is especially important in these last books, where the big shit is finally going down.

I was very excited! Oh, very, very excited. For the first time ever through this Rowlingesque travel, I was completely invested in the characters, the plot, everything. I’m not saying I cried (but I did). I was as engrossed in this book as I was The Shining – and that says a lot! Perhaps it is because we at this point have come to the serious exposition part. So many pieces have to fall into place, so many threads to be tied together so many gaps to be filled, and it pleases my OCD-head.

At the same time there has never been more questions, and there is clearly enough action left for a 600-page book to go, so everything is not said yet. And despite the fact that I have done everything in my power to forget what I remember from the movies, unfortunately I know that Snape’s doing a complete 180 in the last book. But what I (thankfully) do not recall is how – why. I dive directly into number seven and find out as soon as this has been posted.

To sum up: Finally, I’ve read a Harry Potter book, where I can turn the last page and say: Well fucking done, Rowling! I would say it’s not optimal, that I was going through five books before I finally got to sit with the feeling. On the other hand, I did not come this far had it not been for the completed universe that had been constructed piece by piece through the other books. Therefore, this is also the first in the series that reached a Goodreads five star from me.

My Harry P. maiden voyage is coming to an end. With one book to go and really high expectations, I will now get into the seventh and final chapter of the story of the boy who lived. Remember that I am more than keen to hear other people’s opinions on this along the way, so please don’t hold back. So long, peeps!